I was going to turn back, but when I heard my father's voice, I immediately turned around, my father called me on the fence, I wanted to know if my homework was finished, and I was going to school tomorrow, it was quite sudden, my father never cared about my studies before, my mother didn't care, they even gave me very little time to reason, and told me very little, so my mother will come back today, and the reason why I don't blame me may be because he didn't always accompany me on the way I grew up, So there are some truths that I don't know, and he may also think that I am pitiful for this reason, so he will not blame me, and will tell me some truths, which are some of my guesses about what my mother said to me after she came back, but as for whether this is the case or not, it depends on my mother's mood.

I didn't look back when I heard my dad bark and told me about my homework, and I ran upstairs straight away, and as for who came in with the door open, or if it was blown open by the wind, I didn't know the result until the end, because it wasn't my mother who came back, and my mother's dog wrote the voice, and I could hear it when she was at the door, but not this time, and I remember quite clearly that in the morning when my mother left wearing a pair of high heels with pearl glitter. After going upstairs, my father didn't directly say to me to check my homework, but talked about the thing he said at noon in the hotel today, he told me a lot of big truths, let me stand in front of him, I was waiting for the body like a child who made a mistake, his tone was not ruthless, but I felt very scared, because this was the first time he talked to me like this, he used to be very gentle, and he just asked me about my daily life, but this time it was different, he was accusing me, in fact, I did something wrong and I don't know what happened to him, Why did I suddenly remember this incident, when I was in the hotel, didn't he comfort and comfort me and say that my mother wouldn't blame me? It's been so long, why did he talk to me about it? Could it be that he heard the little boy crying just now, and thought that I had bullied the little boy?

I stood in front of him for more than half an hour, my feet were full, I didn't dare to move, he kept talking, and then I couldn't hear what he said at all, I didn't understand it or not, and the truth was said a bunch of things, I don't want to listen to that, besides, what's the use of him telling me so much before, he knows that I'm still so young, thinking so much, I can't listen to it, why is he bothering? Half an hour later, he released me, when we were released, we were forced to go up, but my mother still didn't come back, I ran downstairs to prepare to go to the kitchen, when I was looking for Aunt Jiang, my father shouted again, he didn't let me go, because the little nephew was also in the kitchen, he was afraid that I would go and make trouble with the little nephew, in case the little nephew cried again, Aunt Jiang might have an opinion on me, Dad may think so is good for me, but does he really think so?

Dad called me, I was going to be where I was, I didn't know where to go, Dad yelled on the road again, have you forgotten what I just said to you? Of course I remember, but he said so much. I also know what he means, but the incident between me and the little boy just now, Dad he didn't figure out the facts, I really didn't say anything, just took a step back, and the little boy cried, can I be blamed for this? Even if I give up those personal grievances in my previous life and put it in my normal life, I can't blame me for that little boy crying, I'm a year or two older than him. But in terms of identity and status, he shouldn't have let me all the time. I was a little distressed, because my father had just trained me, so if I explained to him, he would definitely not believe me, I stood there without saying a word, he looked at me and turned back, at this time I heard the sound of high heels outside the door, I think it should be my mother back, but today I don't dare to meet it, because I did something wrong in the hotel It is a wrong thing for them, but I don't think I'm wrong, I just hate him, I just don't like him, even if Dad told me so many truths, I still think I'm not wrong, I should say it if I hate someone, and then one is my dad and the other is my mom, what's not to do.

I stood in the door and waited for my mom to give me a hug when she came in, which meant that she had forgiven me, so I waited until he opened the door with the key and saw the loss on his face when he opened the door. But I expected this, he didn't like me in the first place, plus the noon incident, he would definitely scold me, after trying it, he bowed his head and changed his shoes, and didn't say a word to me, my position in the family is really too backward, and it is estimated that the status of another dog in the family will be better than mine.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I did something wrong today, I apologize to you." I lost it as soon as I said this, this is my last stubbornness, there is no way, even if I bow him deeply, in my mother's opinion, her kind of temper will definitely not be taken seriously, only the action that comes out of this way can attract his attention, sure enough, just like I thought, he immediately panicked when I knelt down, he immediately helped me up, haha, my father's name, my father just ran down from downstairs, I knew that I was in trouble again, and slapped my ass, It was the first time he hit me. I was also about to break down, why did they blame all the blame on me, I was still a child, why did I have to bear so much, and they didn't say anything to me. I really can't bear it anymore, it's been a long time since I was aggrieved in my heart, there is no place to live in the school, there is only another one I can rely on, or because they take me with them every day when they go to school, and give them to me every day when they buy snacks, there is no Aunt Jiang at home, she has her own family, and my parents seem to be from another world with me.

"Why? Is it my fault why you hit me? You said that when I was in the hotel, my father told me that I was not wrong about this matter, I was brave enough to say the people I hated, and don't hide the things I hate, this is what you told me, when you come back home, you will be like a different person, you will not talk to me about the big and small things in our family, you will not discuss anything with me, I am a little younger, you can talk to me, but then you don't blame all the fault on me! ”